| Blatt, slatt
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| It’s a fuckin' money set nigga
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| Blatt, nigga slatt, it’s a fuckin' money set
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| Rollies, AP’s, and Pateks, rest in peace, I’m fresh to death
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| Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
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| It get cold where I’m from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
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| Shout out to your ex 'cause y’all won’t never meet again
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| She done went gang on these lames, she don’t need no fuckin' friends
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| First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
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| You wanna talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M (Young Jefe holmes)
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| Jefe the name, fuck other theories
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| You say you gang, you with the conspiracy (Gang gang)
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| Quality jewelry, your shit is blurry (Bling bling)
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| I catch a charge, they killin' the jury
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| My swag be so clean but I’m sippin' the dirty
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| Pull up to the scene and them niggas get scary
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| I do it for Mally, I do it for 30
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| Street nigga for life but this shit ain’t gon' bury me
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| 40 bands in my jeans and you know they Amiri
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| 20 bands in when a nigga get near me
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| Shawty keep asking me questions like Siri
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| 'Cause she ain’t gettin' the message, that’s clearly
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| I like to show out lil' bitches especially
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| You gotta show me that niggas can’t catch you
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| Girl my apologies that I can’t flex you
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| You know that I was a G when I met you
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| A lot of bands, lot of dogs, it’s a fuckin' major flex
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| I make the gang go shoot some opps and spray a fuckin' hater next
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| Oh yeah I’m this bitch with Flare and it’s a fuckin' money set
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| Boy if you play with that GG, ain’t no fuckin' comin' back, ayy
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| Blatt, nigga slatt, it’s a fuckin' money set
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| Rollies, AP’s, and Pateks, rest in peace, I’m fresh to death
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| Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
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| It get cold where I’m from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
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| Shout out to your ex 'cause y’all won’t never meet again
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| She done went gang on these lames, she don’t need no fuckin' friends
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| First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
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| You wanna talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M
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| This mud on my ho, this mud on my dawgs
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| This bitch want some score to put in her nose
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| She say that this dick taste like candy
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| Put some Laffy Taffys, it get hard then it’s soft
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| Under to the coat, that was just cocked, cocked
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| Pop it on all of you opps
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| I don’t wanna pour up, but I got crop
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| Fly as a broom, my diamonds no mop, yeah
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| Hit my dawg with a brick like he Deebo, oh yeah
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| My red gator out the swamp like mosquitos, oh yeah
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| Got that pump in the front of that peephole, oh yeah
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| Only time I ride the jetski’s to catch hoes, oh yeah, uh (All the time)
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| Perpetratin', ridin' in that Lambo on that Tesla, ooh
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| Slam a bitch back, I done gone sumo, I’m a wrestler, ooh
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| Take that Perc', 20 minutes later I load Beretta, ooh
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| Eiffel tower on my chest, that cost me cheddar, ooh
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| Blatt, nigga slatt, it’s a fuckin' money set
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| Rollies, AP’s, and Pateks, rest in peace, I’m fresh to death
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| Yeah lil' bitch heaven sent, I just give her hella dick
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| It get cold where I’m from, lil' baby send your measurements, hey
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| Shout out to your ex 'cause y’all won’t never meet again
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| She done went gang on these lames, she don’t need no fuckin' friends
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| First time she put that pussy on me, put her in a Benz (Yeah)
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| You wanna talk to her, lil' nigga gotta have an M |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Set , by - Shy Glizzy. Song from the album Fully Loaded, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп